Songbird Cara’s narrow escape
SO HARVEY WEINSTEIN is off to a sex addiction clinic, keen to the last to propagate the illusion that he is somehow the victim.
Even on his way to the airport, he was still under the delusion that he has done nothing wrong. ‘I am not doing OK. I need help. Second chance,’ he said.
His treatment for sex addiction is part of the narrative Hollywood demands of the fallen. I am sick, I need help, it wasn’t my fault, oh, mind my demons on the way out.
No matter what the wrongdoing might be — drugs, drink, that pesky addiction to prescription painkillers — the bad person must seek a cure, and then forgiveness. It’s mostly humbug, of course. Does sex addiction even exist? Weinstein seems addicted to power and control, if anything. And he used that to molest young women for 30 years.
Therapy is a good excuse to stay out of jail, for the time being.
Actress Cara Delevingne (pictured with Weinstein’s wife Georgina Chapman) told how he tried to kiss her, but she dodged his advances and sang to distract his attention. I admire her pluck!
Despite the rebuff, he still cast her in his film, and she was queasily grateful for the part — and her narrow escape.
Not all of the unfortunate women who crossed his path have been so lucky.